Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 2690 War letter! (1 more)
Two days later.

In a restaurant, a burly man with a sinister face was sitting on a window seat, drinking glasses of wine.

At this moment, a man with a hurried expression ran into the hotel quickly, shouting while running, "Senior Brother Qiu, Senior Brother Qiu..."

But it turned out that the man who was drinking was none other than Qiu Duanyue, a genius of the Mountain Witch Clan who had been deprived of his quota.

Qiu Duanyue glared at the visitor, and said coldly, "How about it, did that kid take the challenge?"

The disciple quickly walked up to Qiu Duanyue, picked up the wine glass and drank it down, then hummed angrily: "I went there, but I saw no one, only a yellow-haired girl, what are you talking about that Ling Feng is retreating, let me be shut!"

"No one saw?"

Qiu Duanyue frowned, and the expression on his face became gloomy again.

The Temple of the Witch God expressly stipulates that fights between disciples are not allowed in private, so if you want to teach Ling Feng a lesson, you can only use formal channels to challenge the other party and compete in the ring, which is regarded as a rivalry between the same sect, so it is not considered an offence. regulation.

Now that Ling Feng was practicing, if he forced his way to the door, he would be charged with violating the door rules.

"Damn!"

Qiu Duanyue's teeth itch with hatred, when is it not good to retreat, why not retreat at this time!
"In my opinion, that kid probably knows that he has taken your seat, senior brother, so he deliberately hides and dare not show his face, for fear of being beaten up by you senior brother!"

"Humph!"

Qiu Duanyue patted the table, "Then wait!"

Qiu Duanyue fixed his eyes on the disciple opposite, and said in a cold voice: "From today on, you will guard the door of that kid's house. As soon as he shows his head, you will send a message to me immediately!"

"Yes, brother! You can rest assured to leave this trivial matter to me!"

……

the other side.

In Ling Feng's other courtyard, Ling Feng was still immersed in the comprehension of the Zhoutian Chaos Formation. As for Qiu Duanyue, he had never heard of this name at all.

As for the quota for joint martial arts that day, it was directly stuffed by the high priest, so it has nothing to do with him.

However, even if he knew that he would offend others if he got this quota, he was not afraid.

Although Ling Feng doesn't like to actively provoke others, he will never back down when others come to him.

Time passes day by day.

It has to be said that the Zhoutian Chaos Formation should be the most difficult magical power that Ling Feng has come into contact with since he set foot in martial arts.

However, with the help of such heaven-defying "cheats" as the Eye of the Son of Heaven, Ling Feng is still a beginner, at least, he can already successfully form an formation.

"it's time……"

In the closed room, Ling Feng slowly opened his eyes, counting the days, there are not a few days left before the one-month agreement with that Ye Wushang.

The so-called reading thousands of books, traveling thousands of miles.

The same is true for martial arts, it is far from enough to build a car behind closed doors.

In the past month or so, Ling Feng successfully broke through the second level of the Ninth Transformation Realm, and also successfully comprehended the Zhoutian Chaos Formation. It is also time to go out for a walk in order to have a new understanding.

……

At this time, outside Ling Feng's other courtyard, a lean man was leaning on a big tree, staring at Ling's courtyard without blinking.

This person is the eyeliner sent by Qiu Duanyue.

"Shut up and shut up, shut up damn snakeskin!"

After seven or eight days in a row, this disciple had begun to lose his patience.

As far as holy level powerhouses are concerned, this retreat may last for three to five years. Even if Ling Feng has to participate in Tianhe martial arts, there are still about two months to go.

If this guy stays in seclusion until Tianhe performs martial arts, will he still stare at him for more than two months?
This disciple hated him so much, he was also a holy-level powerhouse, and he stood outside the courtyard like a perverted idiot every day, he didn't want to lose face!
Although it was only a short period of seven or eight days, he felt like his days were like years.

"Damn it, if you don't come out again, I will kick the door directly!"

This disciple's eyes shivered, the so-called evil is born on the sidelines, he kicked the door by himself, it was not a private fight, the most he could do was to lose money, and it was not considered a violation of the rules of the school.

"Whose door are you going to kick?"

At this moment, an ethereal voice suddenly came from the ear, and the thin disciple suddenly felt a chilly feeling. When he looked closely, a handsome young man in white clothes appeared before him.

"you……"

The skinny disciple was startled, his eyes were rounded, and he stared at him, "You... When did you come out?"

"I should ask you, right?"

The corners of Ling Feng's mouth curled up, "You've been squatting in front of my house, why, have you taken a fancy to our Yan'er?"

"Ling Feng!"

In the distance, there was an angry growl, no need to ask, it must be Tuobayan's roar.

"Smoke?"

The skinny disciple was taken aback for a moment, and then he realized that it was probably the yellow-haired girl who was guarding the gate.

Although this woman has been keeping herself out of the door, but speaking of it, she is still really beautiful.

Thinking of this, the skinny disciple let out a huff from the corner of his mouth, and his expression became a bit wretched.

"No, no, what am I thinking?"

The skinny disciple shook his head violently, then remembered his mission, and hurriedly said: "Nonsense, what are you talking about, I'm here to challenge you!"

"War book?"

Ling Feng sized up the thin disciple in front of him, and immediately showed a hint of disdain, "Just you?"

"Hmph, of course it's not me!"

The skinny disciple snorted softly, and said proudly, "The one who wants to challenge you is the famous senior brother Qiu Duanyue Qiu?"

"Qiu what? I haven't heard of it."

Ling Feng shrugged, "It doesn't matter, I'm not interested anyway."

"What?" The thin disciple's eyes turned red immediately, "You have never even heard of Senior Brother Qiu, boy, it seems that you are really ignorant and fearless!"

The skinny disciple said, and handed a letter of war in his hand to Ling Feng, "Receive it, you snatched senior brother Qiu's quota for performing martial arts in Tianhe, now, he will use his own strength to take this quota back !"

"Tianhe performing martial arts?"

Only then did Ling Feng suddenly realize that this was the case.

Tianhe Performing Martial Arts has a limited number of places, so he appeared out of nowhere and must have replaced someone else's place.

As for the unlucky guy who was replaced, it was probably that guy named Qiu Duanyue.

Ling Feng shrugged, and immediately nodded in response, "Alright, since that's the case, I accept the challenge letter."

He had made a breakthrough in his own strength, and just needed an opponent to practice his skills. Since this Qiu Duanyue could be selected to participate in Tianhe's martial arts performance, he must be a ruthless character.

Just go and meet him for a while!
"This is what you accept, no one is forcing you!"

The skinny disciple laughed loudly, "Then at noon tomorrow, don't be too afraid to come to the arena on the Sacred Pillar Square!"

"This sentence, you should tell your brother Qiu."

Ling Feng raised his sword eyebrows, strength is his greatest self-confidence.

(End of this chapter)